Poem for HVR!
Just 'cause
Author’s Note: I wrote this poem for my friend, HVR! I originally put it in a note, but I don’t want it lost in the abyss. Cory and I were just thinking of ya at the same time!
HVR
Do you know HVR?
Where did he come from?
Not very far
He’s a real human
Like you and me
And believe it or not,
He’s fucking friendly
Destroying the algo
Burning it down
Still not quite sure
How he got PancakeSushi in town
for that one live
Yes, he does that too
Brings on his friends
To join “After School.”
A street-writer, an author
What the fuck is a niche?
We don’t say that word here
Shut the fuck up, bitch
Just kidding, too hostile
I’m sorry, it’s too much
If you see his notes
HVR likes to gush
Supporting us writers
Getting out of the void
You’re never alone
When Mayhem is deployed
But back to HVR
He’s got some range
From musicals to romance
Words creating real change
Trauma, depression,
The stigmas we hold
When HVR writes
He doesn’t withhold.
He’s also got a book
“Too Soon et pero Too Late”
About his time in Colombia
It felt like reading fate
“It takes one to know one,”
I’ve told him before
He’s emotionally intelligent
Not always hardcore
Have you seen his rap battle
With Laura B? (Laura B Writing in the Shadows)
It’s one to check out
I think he’d agree
He’s also a dad
To a lovely, sweet girl
Nothing is more important
She’s his whole world.
So let me end this
On a positive note
Wanted to lift up a friend
A compliment, a little dote
So HVR,
I hope this was painful
But really,
I am truly so grateful
For you and for Mayhem
The friends I have found
Like Stefan Pasek and Matthew Holvey
Not kidnapped, but bound
They proofread this for me
And roll their eyes,
And say, “Okay, Becky…”
With deep, heavy sighs
So HVR
Have a great day
This is now the longest goodbye ever
Whelp, I’ll just be on my way…




This is awesome 😂 I pronounced “bitch” and “beesh” so it rhymed in my head with “niche”
No eye rolls here.
Just eyes leaking.
Thank you so much.
All my love. Platonically.